They say that time waits for no man
it's a wasted treasure in this land
a faceless pleasure that we take for granted
the time we're handed.. no dollar sign to date can measure..
"Everyone is so rushed in the world today
Don't flush life & let it be swirled away
Flourish to the grave, have courage & be brave"
As me and my grandson reminisce on the past
I tell him about my mistakes & how I dismissed what I had
I twist & I grasp how ignorant and foolish I had been
not to mention the brilliant schooling I had missed
the love connections I could of had
I know no ones perfect but truly... it made me sad
as I'm teary eyed I look at the lessons I taught my grandson
I can't clearly hide that the past held my thoughts for ransom
I'm speechless as nothing seems to escape my mouth
I'm reaching towards bleakness, minds a drape or shroud..
hearts failing out.. but I smile one last time
because my past can't frustrate me now
Piece I did on RB. Thought it would be cool to show this side of my writing. And to get some feedback.
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